Sunday, August 16, 2015

In 11 years, you can grow
from a simpering prepubescent virgin to a slut, transform from an altar boy to
the most wanted criminal, and fall in and out of love so many times it stops
mattering. In 11 years, a socialite can turn from a black pot to an albino, you
can become a parent or a killer; you can outrun the law or end up running from
yourself.

11 years is the length
two presidents can rule a democratic country, or a president can rig elections
two times. It is the time a child was born, crawled, knew how to talk and walk,
went to kindergarten, started school, and now that child should be given
condoms while going to school.

In 11 years, you can tell
a story, be forgotten, or perhaps die, and people will never talk of you again.
And in 11 years, you can write a novel. 11 years is how long it took me to write this novel. It’s how long it took to edit the book, rewrite
it, reedit again, rewrite and reedit and rewrite again.

TWISTED TIMES: Son of Man is the story of the life and times of a hard incorrigible
coffin robber turned law-abiding citizen who calls himself Son of Man. Could he
be Jesus? Is he Jesus? It is a story rife with passion, love and hate in equal
measure, enough sex to get you sexting, corruption, money and the underworld.

The times twist and the
bad guy joins the good guys. Gory murders follow, and exiles, and lastly
self-exile. There is only one place left to run to, the Church, but even there
there’s nowhere to hide.

TWISTED TIMES: Son of Man is the first in the TWISTED TIMES Trilogy, a story of intrigue,
betrayal, love, and crime.